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Chapter Thirty-Two - Beg For Me

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(Apollo & Adelaide)

She clutched the fur tighter and sucked in a shuddering breath. “That’s right,” she whispered through clenched teeth. “I’m terrified. Because of you. Because you dragged me here.”

Her voice quivered. She swallowed hard and forced steel into it. “You think just because you look like—” The word caught in her throat.

She hated that. Hated him for looking like that. She tried again.

“You think just because you kissed me—just because you can force your way inside my head—” Her ha
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